High priests understand me getting high on eye candy. Cutting edge piece of shit puts out the prime mortgage date rate. Player Dogg rests in peace from packing heat in his mouth. 1153 hot-wired in the city and i'm moving like a bastard son of a heat bill man. Threw the water in the trash instead of the sink. That stinks while the putrid lies collide. Open Wide for the masters of the Universe times two. Pulling strings with Christians I got the bonus that the fur coats at mass warned you about.
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